Chapter 134 - Fractions (3)

Sienna came up to our table in the usual café where Ellen, Shelly and I enjoyed our desserts. She linked arms with the Delia whose short hair that was neatly combed and filled with extravagant accessories with each having its own story from their intricate design. They appeared nothing like the two girls who desperately wanted more sleep while studying for their life.

They were just as elegant as Shelly who had all the manners a model lady possessed ingrained into their bones. Their clothes were just as lavish with the layers of expensive fabric drizzled with the finest crafted gemstones. It was on the same level as all the abundant dresses that filled my closet.

We became close to the point we messaged each other about how much we loved sleep and complained we never had enough of it. But, we never met in the open like now. I wondered what brought them to this place.

Ellen brought two chairs from the other table and warmly greeted them to join us. Sienna and Delia took their seats as I ordered some of their matcha coffee milkshake they always talked about wanting to try. Their eyes briefly glittered at the sight of the desserts before they remembered to hide their emotions behind a mask.

Did the neutral fraction not allow desserts? They seemed pretty open to everything during the last meeting. At this rate, my secret hideout was a backup to storing all my otaku goods as Eliza promised to keep them at a safe place when I handed them over.

"The café is part of our fraction," Shelly explained.

"The neutral fraction coming to the territory of another fraction shows that they're taking our side," She sipped on her usual chocolate milkshake.

No wonder the café was always empty. It was a waste of such a sophisticated café, not that I didn't enjoy the privacy. I guessed that part of the neutral fraction was a pain since they had to avoid taking sides. It was sad how there were tradeoffs to everything in the first district.

"But, you are part of us now," Sienna grinned when she found no one else was present.

Her mouth trembled as she enjoyed every bite of her coffee milkshake to the fullest extent. She relaxed as she stopped minding her every movement until the large glass cup was emptied. Wouldn't this be the perfect time to ask her to join our secret pleasure once a month?

"You know, once a month, we sneak out in the middle of the night to order some sweets at this café. Do you want to join?" I offered both of them.

Sienna fanatically nodded her head while Delia sighed. It looked like they were in.

"I'm just surprised with how lenient your fraction is, it is rumored that your fraction is one of the strictest," Delia explained why she was mostly silent.

Well that did explain a lot. I couldn't tell them it was an open secret. I guessed this was what they meant by covering things up. It was strange how we never ran into anyone during the night. But at the same time, almost nobody ever walked around the school during that time in the middle school section.

"But, I'm here now," I held both of her hands.

I was saved from that horrible fraction with an accepting new one. The next meeting was tomorrow and I had to be extremely careful when pulling out my stash taped underneath the bed and drawers. It was the last ones I had as Luke had already burned the others a few weeks ago when I was careless.

Tears streamed down my face as I almost wailed when I found my supply being burnt in front of my own two eyes. Anger streamed my face as I ferociously glared at Luke. My hands were dusted with ashes from the remains of the brutally murdered art.

"How could you do this?" I pulled Luke's collar.

"I don't burn any of your books," I wept as Luke coughed from his collar digging into his neck.

"None of my books sully the Roselia family name," Luke wiggled to get out of my grasp.

Again, it was about image and face. The two factors that repeated this incident several times. It wasn't even worth talking to this murderer who had no concept of the beauty and effort that went into these creations. I walked away from Luke and buried myself into my pillow like I always did when I was extremely disappointed.

I slipped out of my bed and tiptoed around the room while packing my supply into my marble. Luke was out practicing the sword with Alex as usual. I imagined meeting in the middle of the night instead of the middle of the day on a weekend. But I guessed the previous meeting was an unusual case.

I followed the route on the map to find the scenery was greatly different in the daylight. It felt like I was in Belle's castle again with the stony textures on the wall and tiny lanterns that fueled the way. Except that the passageway wasn't well maintained with the ivy that crept up from the tiles and the rusted ornaments on the walls.

It wasn't like the school to abandon part of their property to this extent. The whole route was forested inside a nest of wild flowers that were easily mistaken as weeds. They filled the path like a colourful arrangement of paint on a palate prepared to craft a rainbow. Its petals filled the air from the wind that swirled in the area.

'Was this intentional?' I wondered.

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